I Was Scared Until I Met You

Ally wasnt the luckiest girl in the world her mother died when she was 10 and was forced to live with her alcholic step father because her dad was MIA since birth. One day Ally couldnt take any more of her fathers beatings so she decides to run away having no friends and no where to go what will she do and who will she meet. Follow Ally in her ups and downs throughout the story:D

1. So sick

My name is Ally Herrington I am 19 years old. I live with my step father because my mother died nine years ago when I was 10 and my real dad is MIA and has been since birth. You probably think that I love my step father but you are so wrong my step dad is an asshole and should die for what he does to me everyday.

I heard footsteps coming into my room and I was so scared but I didn't know what to do

"COME HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH!" I heard the drunken voice of my stepfather and right then I knew he was going to beat me once again. his beatings were a daily routines

"please don't hurt me please" I begged and pleaded for him not to hurt me he grabbed my wrist and dragged me to my bed. He pinned me to my bed and he punched me in the face and began to unbutton my shirt. I was shocked because he only did this to me when he was really drunk and he usually only hit me or cut me with the kitchen knives.

"NOW YOU LITTLE BITCH YOU ARE GOING TO DO WHAT I SAY OR YOU ARE GOING TO GET ANOTHER SCAR FOR YOUR COLLECTION DO YOU HEAR ME?" he shouted in my face but I couldn't take his cruel punishments anymore, so I tried to break free of his grip but I couldn't get out and so he cut me.

He cut my thigh and he continued hitting me in the face until finally his dirty deed was done and he left me laying on my bed sobbing trying to figure out what had just happened to me. I was so sick of him doing this to me everyday when he got home from work. I finally decided that tonight at midnight I would sneak out and run just run away to anywhere I could to get away from him. I got up and went to the bathroom and put on a bandage to cover up the cut on my leg I don't think I need stitches or anything because the cut isn't too deep. I got changed and threw my hair in a messy bun and went back to my room to pack a bag of clothes for tonight.

It was about 11:30 at night when I finished packing my purse and my old school backpack full of my cloths and some shoes and some money I took from my step dad when he wasn't looking or when he was passed out on the couch. I decided that I would leave while I could so I climbed out my window with my stuff and climbed down the latter that I had built there with my mom so that flowers could grow up it when I was 8 years old. After I was down the latter I heard rustling from inside the house so I ran and ran until I couldn't breath. I sat on a park bench. I checked my watch it was about 1:30am so I decided to just fall asleep on the bench and when I woke up I would walk some more.